[i]The Black Knight wannabe went silent, thinking about Olivia's words and a potential answer.. Why [b]did[/b] he care? He had no reason to, really. But, then he knew exactly why: The Knightess had bested him in combat; something that very rarely happened, nowadays. Even if she was a little gun using bïtch. [/i] "Thou bested meself in combat.. Something that is rare, indeed.. That is why this one cares about the loser, believe it or not.. Now, thee.. why dost thou feel this way? Crying, even.." [i]Remy swiftly took a few steps closer, until he was but two feet away. He lifted his left hand a little, hesitantly extending it out at the young Dragonslayer. He then carefully placed his hand on the woman's right shoulder.[/i] "Thou should feel.. pride, nay?"